Keira glared at Chaos. "Please, just go get the Cross. He's after Deux." She looked at Jack. "I hope you know when vampires are burned they still are alive, they just hunger." Keira gave him a determined look. "Give me a knife." She said aloud to Jack. "I'm going to help him."

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"Chaos can help in this matter. Vampiric blood will revive him much faster than our own. I will hold off the Cross until Chaos is done, then he and Xeios can come. Kiera, Hold on."

Jack ran out at the Cross, casting a spell that lit his hands aflame with magic gauntlents. He went to hit him in the face and the Cross smiled, pointing his hand out at him. Jack, still weak, tripped while trying to stop himself and was hit full on by the blast. He survived thanks to the miniscule magical resistance he had up. He flew back and hit the wall, growling. He pointed his hands up and began charging a spell to kill Cross when he shot another blast, being momentarily blocked by Jack's spell. Jack began bleeding again. He had hoped to last longer, give them more time. He ran at Xeios' body and bled on him with a smile on his face. Xeios would be back. He limped back to the door to see Dasso enter and look at Duex. He smiled.

JAck jumped back and shot an almost endless blast of fireblasts, shooting Dasso through the wall, basically destroying it. Luckily for him, he had remembered Kiera's movements for healing him and did a basic job of healing himself. He was grinning evilly as blast after blast burned and destroyed Dasso, or so he believed. After Jack lost focus and stopped, panting, the dust slowly allowed a silohuette to appear from the dust. Jack saw he was scratched and a tad bit wounded, but nothing serious. A growl came from the Cross and they began a volley of fists and kicks, showing their equal skills in martial arts. While Dasso seemed to enjoy flailing around like a kung fu master, he was countered by Jack's reserved self-taught fighting style. He made a combination of boxing, karate, and original techniques that fit together to make a powerful combination. They flew around the room, catching everyone's attention. Occasinally, Jack would wobble, but he would regain himself quickly. They each sent each other flying time after time, quickly resuming the battle.
Eventually, Dasso made a powerful sidekick into Jack's rib, causing him to fall to his knees. Then Dasso dropped his elbow down forcefully, crushing Jack's neck. Jack flailingly jumped back, grasping his throat and chest, as Dasso gave him a smile. Dasso was now showing his cocky bloodline. After catching his breath, Jack made a charge that seemed foolish. Dasso repeated his attack, expecting similar results. And then, something odd happened he did not expect. Jack did a front-slip, flipping over the kick and dropping both hispowerful heels down on both of Dasso's shoulders, dislocating his arms. Jack fell to the ground but rolled up, looking at Dasso while breathing heavily. Dasso winced and relocated his arms painfully and screamed each time. He grabbed both his shoulders and winced. He looked at Jack.

"You're good. I'll save you for later. "

Suddenly, an orb of darkness surrounded Jack, allowing him to see out of it and see his fears come alive. Dasso began walking over to the others and Jack began screaming madly.

All Kevin could hear was static. "Aw, fuck this. I'm making my own entrance!" The mech aimed the gun at the hanger doors, and blew them off with a bolt of energy. The repulsar jets on the mech's back activated, and he blew through every doorway and hall, until he could reach jack on radar. Soon, he stood in a hall, containing a strange black orb, and a voice inside. "...Jack?" Is that you?" Kevin turned and saw Dasso marching further down the hall. "Hurt my friends, will ya? Eat this, you sonofabitch!" The mech swiveled, and fired another charged round of electrical energy down the hall, as Dasso's back was turned. Unfortunatly, in the dimm;y lit hallways, it was hard to see. The shot was wide, and failed to hit. Instead, it flew through roof, and out to the sky. "Shit! No good! DEUX! RUN!!

Dasso seemed to dissapear as the bullets hit the wall. He rose from the pool of magick shadow and smiled as he saw the hole. He sent out his hand in the form of a goeey shadow, hitting Duex in the face. She screamed once as his hand withdrew, revealing her pale, lifeless face. In his hands he held a strage light, which must have been her soul. He opened his mouth and grinned as he shallowed her soul whole. He made a gulp and looked at them. He had an evil grin on his face. He looked chaoticly happy until he saw Xeios' skin back to normal condition. His eyes showed fear and he began backing up.

Kevin turned sickiningly pale as his eyes glazed over with horror. His lip began to tremble, and his body began to lose control. "Kevin; are you alright? Need me to take over? Kevin?" Kevin could not hear his father. a ringing in his ears only resounded, as his teeth grinded together. *Attention! The life signs of friendly unit zero four, Deux, have ceased. Cause of death: Unknown. Reading new life signatures in unit zero seven's body. Life signs have been restored.* Kevn finally gained compposure. "Screw this... I can't do much more good... I'm outta here." The mech flew to full reverse, and blasted back the way it came, back to the hanger, which was now filled with guards...

BIC: Trois's eyes opened wide as Deux fell to the ground. "Deux..." He said shaking her body. "Deux...." He looked at Keira. "Boss, can't you... CAN'T YOU REVIVE HER?!"

Keira shook her head. "I cannot, wind cannot bring back lost blood." She looked at Trois. "I hope you can give her tears, because to you she was your partner, but to her you were much more." Keira sighed and glared at Dasso. "A sacrifice for the Cross. Because your blood can't be sustained right and you gain the want for more blood, but you get her and your cravings sustain longer than that of a type 2 vampire."

Trois eyes opened wide. "This.... this is all too wrong." He put Deux's pale body into his arms and cried. "No..."

Francine turned around towards Dasso. "You're...." She pressed a button on her collar she had and transformed. The forced transformation hurt ber body and returning would make her more injured. her joints and bones ached as Francine changed into the werewolf.

She glared at Dasso and ran straight towards him to tackle him. All Francine could do was snarl and howl.
Sandra looked at the people in the room with her. "I'll be taking Dalit. He's supposed to stay with the government. Oh and Aldis..." She glared at her. "My orders were to also kill you as well. Traitors always die."

OOC: Um... True... Dalit attacked her and so did Morrighan. Look back a page or two and you'll see... don't know how you missed it, since I mentioned it in my last post... but she never reacted to either attack.

BIC:

*Morrighan glared at Sarah with firery eyes, her teeth clenched in a near-feral snarl*

"You'll take my son over my dead body."

*In a blurring motion, the Type 3 Wiccan pulled out one of her other Wolf-fighting weapons, a titanium alloy hunting knife that had been given a coating of pure silver, and lept at Sarah, bringing the knife in a upwards slash at her torso. She was pivoting in midair at the same time, twisting her leg behind the Wolf's as she hoped to sweep her knees out from under her and send the threat to the ground*

BIC: Sandra still weak from the other attacks. Smirked and flipped back and out the window. "Oh well. Dalit was just a side mission. I'll be back for your son later Morrighan, and another thing, I'd look out for the guy friend of the dead girl." She ran straight over to her boss.

Xeios was covered in the blood of others. A shodow wrapped itself around him,and threw him into the air behind Dasso. A snarl escaped his lips, and a mild bit of laughter followed after. Xeios was alive again, not even Dasso could revive himself from the torment he was going to give him. Xeios pressed his right hand tightly into Dasso's back, and a large flame emitted fro it, threatening to completely disintegrate Dasso when he least expected it. There would be no chimaera, at least that was Xeios' hope. The bars protecting Dalit faded away with the ressurection of Xeios. And he huffed, gasping for air, but not finding much. This was the way it must be...He thought. An onld man dies, to save a youngin...

"I...need...rest..."

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OOC: I will be on vacation until Thursday. Just letting you guys know.

Dasso smiled as he moved aside from Francine's attack. He could not be...And then, he was dead. Xeios had risen and almost destroyed him. But Dasso was prepared and he had one last spell up his sleeve. When he was to die, If he was not yet a Chimera, his closest blood relative, Xeios, and Dalit would be inexplicably drawn to the Government base to take his place in the Chimera. And so a Cross of blood formed on the foreheads if Xeios and Dalit. He had...succeded. And so he dissapeared, leaving behind one trailing yell.

"GOODBYE, SANDRA...."

Suddenly, Jack's entrapment spell faded into nothing and he was freen. He ran to the room to find Trios there, clutching Deux's dead form, a cursed Xeios and Dalit, a maddened Morrighan, a frustrated Kevin, and Kiera. He cursed under his breath as he fell to his knees and realized he couldn't change anything.

Xeios smiled as he wiped the blood from his forehead, and sniffed his hand. He gingerly licked the blood from his palm and fingers. A maddening smile getting larger every moment, he felt the power of Dasso enter his bloodtream, he knew his artificial brother was weaker than him, but only slightly, and he is nearly doubling his power by drinking. He dove forward and feasted, the warm blood filling his body. He wiped the blood from his lip, being satisfied. And launched antoher cremating blast, to make sure the thing never returned. He wiped the blood from Dalit's forhead as well. He looked into the child's eyes. He was pure, but would soon be corrupted. He knew that it was now their destiny to become the chimaera. If he was in a more saddened mood, then he would kill himself at this very moment, but he was being selfish, he wanted to live for a while longer. To be with those who he considered his friends for a bit more.

BIC: *With the departure of Sandra, Morrighan returned to her son's side, her rage abated, but still wary. When the mark appeared on Dalit's forehead she bit back a scream and saw tears clouding her vision. Five years to rescue her son, and now those bastards cursed him to die anyway. She looked at the others, particularly at Keira since she was her leader, a frantic look on her face*

"There's got to be a way to break this right? Some countercurse or something?!"

Approximate length of beam at max output: 8.7 meters.
Approximate diamater of beam at max output: 0.34 microns.
Approximate speed at max output: 320,000 miles per second
It could've easily missed, or been deflected with magic, and I wouldn't be stuck sitting around with nothing to do.